How did your story start?

I was 27 years old.  Never heard of PTSD.  I had just been turned down a week earlier by HR for the hire that was hands down my top pick, my hometown. That particular day I was at work at the Cashway Lumberyard.  Just as I was getting ready to head out with my 26 sheets of ½ inch drywall delivery order. The yard foreman yelled me back, “Carl phones for you.” That’s strange; I remember thinking,…

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A simple childhood

 As a kid, my father and I would watch endless hours of war movies together. One of my favorites was Full Metal Jacket, well, the first hour…

Everyone is a little bit crazy

They say the key to happiness is to find someone who’s crazy fits with your crazy.  If you can find that person then you have found The One.  The one you can take on the world with, the one that you can conquer anything with…  And this certainly includes…

Come on, be honest

The world is full of mysterious people.  And who hasn’t wanted to be the most interesting man in the room at one point or another?  I know I have.  You know the guy I’m talking about…  He’s mysterious and guarded, yet casual and nonchalant.  He’s friendly and approachable, yet cautious and…

Let’s call it what it is

 Ok by this point you may have figured something is up with you. Perhaps you suspect PTSD, perhaps not. But in either case, the ice is starting to break under your feet, and you’ve got to figure something out, and…